Tuesday, June 28, 2005

War, what is it good for?

He's such an ass...his plan does not need any changes only time. This man needs to pray for some humbleness to admit he was wrong.

Monday, June 27, 2005

Mmmm croutons

Lately I've realized that a lot of times I'll eat a food just so I can have the condiment/topping that goes with it. I use to do this all the time at Van Suan cause I loved the chili and saurakraut we put on the hotdogs. Lately at least it has been healthy because I'm been obsessed with making my own croutons. So I've been eating salad like mad just to get these croutons. It beats the honey mustard I was craving a few weeks ago.

Sunday, June 26, 2005


So there's a commercial on the old boob tube for spray sun screen. Now I don't know if that's irony, coincidence or just plain stupidity. It is my understanding that aerosol cans deplete the ozone layer thus making the sun more harmful, but the more you spray to protect yourself the more harmful the sun will become until the earth explodes. It's like using Magic Johnston's blood to cure AIDS (oh wait he's cured). But really this is a brilliant move by the sunblock industry because they are guaranteeing business, and for that I salute them, because really with Big Tobacco being exposed and being all good making sure kids are carded and having quitting smoking info on their website, we needed an industry to step in and profit off the death of others, and Big Sunblock stepped up to the challenge.

Thursday, June 16, 2005

The Perfect Man Rant (copyrighted BVS 2000something)

At first when I saw a preview for The Perfect Man I thought "Oh, a cheesy romantic comedy that I might watch on TBS someday". True, it stars Hillary Duff who is a good argument for why certain people should be dragged out into the street and shot. But on the otherhand it is, I believe, Carson's movie debut, and the friend from American Dreams is in it. Then I began to pay more attention to the preview.
This movie is the ultra-anti-feminist movie EVER!! The plot is that this mother is soooooo desperate for a man that it's pathetic. And in looking for a man she is willing to uproot her job (hopefully she works) and two children (she got because she probably thought if I sleep with him he'll love me) and move around when relationships don't work. This woman can not be happy without finding "the perfect man" which btw does not exist (and if he did Mr. Big is not it!) and she is so obessed that her daughters, who have been raised to believe that only a man can make you happy, try to make their mom happy and try and find her this "perfect man". This movie makes me soooo angry!. If Betty Friedan were dead she'd be rolling around in her grave.

Note: I originally accidently drafted instead of posted...lo siento

Tuesday, June 14, 2005

"I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell"

One of my fellow staff peoples left behind a book of physcology case histories and Iwas skimming through it. I would read the person's story then try to guess the diagnosis and see if I was correct, but it was interesting to see how crazy people are and what the mind is capable of. They say over half of all Americans will suffer from a mental illness at one point in their life. Which of course led me to evaluate myself and reasons why I am crazy...

~I have irrational fears: like I won't eat mushrooms because I'm afraid they will be posionous, or I'm afraid the dentist will slice/cut my tongue, or when I'm ice skating I will fall and some one will run over my fingers with the blade and cut them off.
~If I'm nervous about doing something (even going fully under in the pool) I count to 30 and then I have to do it.
~If I touch one finger to another I have to touch them all(both hands backwards and forwards) to balance it out or else I feel panicked.
~My food can't mix together on a plate (unles it's pre-mixed like meatballs and spaghetti)
~And I always eat my food fom what I like least-->best.

I'd say I have a mild panic discorder or maybe preoccupation with death/pain, and mild obessessive compulsive disorder.

Thursday, June 02, 2005

An anthopology lesson

I learned two things about the Nigerian culture this week...
-Apparently Nigerians think the best time to study is from 12-6am because everyone is asleep and it's quiet. According to one of the youth here his father would stay up with him while he was studying to keep him awake and he was able to sleep from 3-4. I think that would lead to a lot of people falling asleep during the actual tests.
-In Nigeria it's not a crime to steal. Nigerians think that anyone who steals is clever. I can just imagine a Nigerian hearing their neighbor's goats were stolen and thinking, "Man, I wish I had thought of that". Apparently, the most common way something is stolen is a person goes into a house and puts a spell over the people in the house to make them sleep so they won't be aware of what is going on. I guess that's more clever then just breaking a window.